It's not a happy update.
I talked to the faculty where I used to work and got a recommendation for "the" guy to see in this area. And he was covered by my brother's medical plan. Which all seemed wonderful...
Except that the referral didn't make it from point A to point B the first time, and everyone pointed their fingers at someone else. And then when it did go through, apparently they were rude to my sister-in-law over the phone and don't have any openings until mid-September. So now my brother says he's embarrassed to even work for the UW since they treat cancer patients so poorly.
And, now he's so upset he's resolved to just go get carved up ASAP and forget trying to find other options.
And it's my fault. Because I got people's hopes up and couldn't make it work and now he'll be a deformed cripple and I get to live with that guilt for the rest of my life. I should never have gotten involved.
So, there's the glorious update. If they tell me when surgery's scheduled, I'll update further, but I suspect I won't know anything until well after.
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